I was afraid you would feel betrayed.
I was afraid you would want to contact them and that they might hurt you again.
I was also afraid that you would never forgive me for making the decision without you.
Emma lowered the page.
She felt a sharp mixture of gratitude, sadness, and anger.
Her father had protected her.
But he had also hidden information about Sophie's family.
He had made a decision that belonged, at least in part, to Emma herself.
She returned to the letter.
My darling girl, I told myself for years that everything I did was for your safety.
Much of it was.
But I must also admit that some of my silence came from my own fear.
I could not bear the thought of watching you suffer again.
Perhaps I forgot that protecting you did not give me the right to control every part of your story.